Regarding Mu Zhiqiang's change of attitude, Mu Feng didn't have too many feelings, some things were wrong and there was no possibility of rebuilding the old one, and today he would come to see Mu Zhiqiang, just because they had a blood relationship between them.

"I already know your situation. You still have to read the book, I will call you every month for some living expenses for you to graduate from high school, this money will be regarded as the grace of Mu Jianguo for those years, what kind of road you want to take in the future, I will not ask, how to live is your own business, thirteen years old is actually not young. ”

Mu Feng put a passbook in front of Mu Zhiqiang, "The password is your birthday, remember to change it." This is my contact information, I may not be in the capital, if it is not a matter of life, please do not contact me. I think you know what I mean. ”

After saying this, Mu Feng got up and left this home where he had lived for many years, he didn't need a cousin who had already repented, since he didn't have it before, then he didn't have to have it in the future, not to mention that they were already people from two worlds, so it was better for them to be okay.

Mu Zhiqiang heard the sound of the door closing, and before he could say a word, Mu Feng had already left. It's very similar to before, there is never anything to say between them, every time he sees the back of Mu Feng leaving, he used to feel that Mu Feng's back was pitiful and lonely, but now he understands that he was left behind to experience this uncomfortable taste.

Mu Zhiqiang picked up the passbook, there was not much money on it, just enough for him to eat and clothe alone. "Thank you, brother......"

The person who said this thank you knew it was too late, and the listener didn't need it.

Mu Feng left the village but felt relieved, the memories in this house were completely let go by him, there was no love and no hatred.

**

The cliff where Mu Hanyan fell was not far from the geographical location of Huashan, and it also belonged to the Qinling Mountains. Based on the accident information provided by the village chief, Mufeng contacted a local person to find the mountainous area.

This cliff is not a cliff, otherwise Mu Hanyan would not choose to go home from this road, but there was a landslide back then, Mu Hanyan was hit by a boulder and rolled down the hillside, and he was not the only one who was injured, and more than a dozen people died on this road, but these people all found their bodies at the foot of the mountain, but there was a lack of Mu Hanyan.

However, there is a turbulent river below here, after investigation, this river is connected to an underground dark river, and several corpses have been smashed by stones, and it is estimated that some of the corpses have been washed into the dark river, and some stumps have gone with the current, who can say that Mu Hanyan did not die directly in the river.

Mu Feng came this time mainly to look for anything abnormal along the river, and also to go to the cliff cave at the entrance of the dark river to see if there was a special place for the zài aura, which would give Mu Hanyan a glimmer of life.

There are people in the deep mountains and forests, and there are villages here.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Mu Feng wanted to find a place to rest, and saw the light in the mountains, so that he finally didn't have to sleep in the wilderness. When he approached the village, he found that it was very lively, and there was a sound of suona blowing from the other end. When I walked in, there were still people carrying lanterns, followed by a team of people carrying sedan chairs, and the sedan chairs were walking in the direction of the village.

Moonlit night, lanterns, suona, big red sedan chair.

These superimposed did not have a festive atmosphere, but were indescribably strange, because the palanquin was decorated with red satin, and the lantern was snow-white.

"Who's where?" Someone saw Mu Feng's figure, his voice trembled a little, turned on the flashlight and shone in the direction of Mu Feng, and he was relieved to see that it was a living person. "Young man, are you lost?"

Mu Feng has walked to the direction of the sedan chair, he saw the scene clearly, this is a welcoming team, if it is walking under the clear sky with such a blowing and singing welcoming team is not eye-catching, but in this moonlight the weather The cool breeze in the mountains blows the back of the person a little cold, in this case, there are people holding two white paper sticks for funeral purposes, how to look at this is like a ghost marriage.

"Am I bothered?" At this time, Mu Feng would rather spend the night in the woods than join in the excitement.

The middle-aged man who was a little vigilant just now was relieved to see that Mu Feng was so young, and that he was not a muscular man who was not very aggressive.

"Don't bother, don't bother. The young man speaks Mandarin and is from the city? Are you lost in the mountains? Then go into the village and have a drink, the village is holding a wedding, and everyone who passes by can share a drink. My name is Huang Long, what do you call a young man? ”

"Wooden seal." After answering Huang Long, Mu Feng still decided to go into the village to take a look, it was the first time he encountered the scene of a secret marriage, and it was also an experience to learn about it. He didn't explain much, and it was better to be misunderstood and lost than to be thought to be here to explore the strange aura. "Uncle Huang, this is not an ordinary wedding, is it?"

"It's the first time you've seen a ghost marriage, and it's the first time I've seen it, it's quite fresh." Huang Long did not shy away from saying at this time, "The marriage is the village chief's family, his son fell ill four months ago, and the girl who was originally ordered was a fierce one, and he committed suicide with him." The girl's home is in a village not far away, and the two families are combined, and when they are alive, they can't let the young couple get married, so it's better to have a secret marriage to fulfill each other. Tonight is the wedding banquet, and tomorrow the two of them will be buried together. Today, everyone in the village came to witness the wedding of the two of them, hoping that they can be together in the next life. ”

This martyrdom is not a rumor.

Mu Feng cheekily followed Huang Long to watch the wedding scene, and saw the groom's mother open the door curtain of the sedan chair with a wooden face, and there was a photo of the woman in the sedan chair, on which was a very young and beautiful girl. The bridegroom's mother then took out the photograph and went into the house with both hands on it.

The onlookers all followed, and the incense case and everything were ready, and a posthumous photo of the groom had been offered. At this time, the pictures of the bride were placed side by side, and the bridegroom's mother took out a red thread to wrap around the two photos, and then gave them three pillars of incense, and then offered a hundred sons and thousands of grandchildren fruit bowls and two cups of wine.

After a series of things were done, the master of ceremonies on the side shouted loudly: "Licheng-"

The groom's younger brother came out and bowed to the two photo tablets, which was considered a meeting of the family.

Mu Feng looked at this red and white wedding together, and had some indescribable feelings, after getting married, can the two really get married after becoming ghosts?

This is not a problem for him to worry about as an outsider.

Mu Feng greeted the village chief, with some money, it was regarded as paying for the meal, □□ dinner was a little late, but the wedding banquet was warm, the wine and food were full, except for the groom's family at the main table because of the death of their son, the side table where Mu Feng sat was not affected at all.

Mu Feng didn't drink, but Huang Long beside him had already drunk too much, listening to the chat at the wine table, Mu Feng knew that this Huang Long was a distant relative of the village chief's family, so he didn't sit near the main table.

"Brother Huang, I want to ask you about something, I heard that Xiaoqin's family doesn't want to get married, how much dowry did the village chief pay this time to explain to them?"

Huang Long was a little drunk, and at this time he stopped closing the door, "How do I know, I can't get a point anyway." If you want me to say that Xiaoqin is such a watery girl, life is better when she leaves that sick seedling. I really don't know how to commit suicide, if I were her, I would leave the village and go to the city to find a new one, so that I don't have to worry about not having a good life. I just can't think about it. ”

"How did I hear that there is something inside about this matter, this Xiaoqin was sold by my mother's family. This time, the village chief took out less and said that there was this number. A middle-aged man opposite Mu Feng also drank too much, he lowered his voice, probed his head and looked around and stretched out a finger, "Ten thousand yuan is not a small amount!" The village chief's family used to have an old calendar of secret marriages, saying that the girls set by his family must not marry anyone else. Seeing this money, Xiaoqin's family of course agreed, anyway, the daughter is also dead, and it is nothing to have a secret marriage. ”

"That's what I said, if Xiaoqin hadn't died, would it be difficult to return the village chief's son to be widowed." Huang Long burped and looked in the direction of the main table with some unhappiness, "In these years, living people can get divorced, and they are still in the same set, and they are not afraid of losing their lives." ”

"Oh? Lao Huang you know what is inside. Curtain? Don't hide it? Someone asked in a heckling voice.

Mu Feng also looked at the main table, the groom's parents and the groom's grandfather village chief, they didn't have much smile on their faces, after all, the death of their son made their parents sad, and it was not so much a wedding banquet as a funeral banquet.

Huang Long didn't say anything in the end, he fell directly drunk on the wine table.

That night, Mu Feng slept very deeply, he actually dreamed, dreamed of rebellion.

The beginning of the dream is messy, it is a scene of a dark marriage, which is a dream day and night, but the two photos on the incense case have become wooden seals and rebellion.

"Wood!" Mu Feng was a little confused, he heard a very familiar voice, and there was another person beside him, he turned around sharply, and saw the rebellion that dispersed the black mist.

"Win or win?" Mu Feng was uncertain and stretched out his hand to touch Yingyi, but found that his hand had touched an empty space and passed through a cloud of mist. He looked up in a trance and saw the helpless look on Ying's face.

Ying Wei explained the situation in front of him: "I haven't completely condensed the entity, you can't touch mine." ”

Mu Feng was even more in a trance, he knew that he should be dreaming, but this time the scene of those auditoriums and the crowd of onlookers dispersed, and he found himself standing in a cloud of darkness, it was strange that he should not be able to see anything in the dark, but he saw the rebellion so really. "I actually saw you in my dreams."

Ying Rebellious showed a smile that had been reunited for a long time, "yes, we are all dreaming. ”